After the girls were through with her, Ashleigh waited to be told what to do next. Jane dismissed Melody and Pearl. She wound her long, beautiful hair up into a tight bun and covered herself with a fresh robe. “Youll find out what we want from you when youve earned the right to know.” And with that, Ashleigh was alone. The young girl waits by herself, shivering against the cold, until she is summoned to pass through the black temple curtains. She steps into a small circle of light. Inside the room she finds a massive, black rectangle covered in a sheet. It looks like some Satanic version of the sacrament before the deacons remove the sheet and bless the bread and water. What is under that sheet? Ashleigh pulls it back and gasps in shock. Theres a long wooden bench with dildos attached to it, each thicker and more grotesquely shaped than the last. One is even the size and shape of a fist. Next to the bench is a bowl of oil. She dips her fingers in it and finds that it is still warm. Ashleigh glances around the room again. No one is there, but she knows The Order is watching. She slowly coats her pussy in the oil and prepares herself to take the first fat peg into her aching pussy.